Chapter 55: The Nether Spirit Valley!

Chapter 55: The Nether Spirit Valley!

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Nether Spirit Valley.

The entire valley is round, and the terrain gradually sinks from the surrounding area to the center. A large number of closed and exquisite pavilions are built on the valley, which are neatly distributed along the shape and terrain of the valley, looking like circles of shrinking circles.

At this moment, it was already night, but the red, orange, yellow, and blue inlaid on the eaves of each pavilion were shining with bright light, illuminating the entire Ming Ling Valley, magnificent and translucent, just like daytime, which was dazzling.

As soon as he walked through the passage with Zhan Tianlun and arrived in the "Mingling Valley", Nie Kong was shocked. The Pentate Valley and the Dan King Tower were close to each other, but they looked like two completely different worlds. Here, Nie Kong actually felt a strong and extremely strong dead aura.

In the eyes of Nie Kong, a visitor from Tianling Continent, the death energy of the "Dead Spirit Cave" in the "Dead Spirit Cave" of the Nether Source of Fubo Mountain was already strong enough. However, compared with the "Dead Spirit Valley", it was not on the same level. When I was in Fubo Mountain, Zhan Tianlun introduced that the cultivation area of ​​the Black Spirit Master below the sixth level of the War Clan would never be worse than the "Dead Spirit Source" of the Black God Sect. This is true.

This is the place where the black spirit masters below the sixth level are already in practice. How terrifying will the concentration of death energy in the "Mysterious Source" of the war clan reach?

Zhan Tianlun turned his head and said, "Brother Nie Kong, are you still satisfied?"

"If you are not satisfied with this, then there is probably no place for cultivation in the underworld that satisfies me." Nie Kong came to his senses and was happy.

"If you are satisfied, I'll feel relieved."

Zhan Tianlun laughed and then spoke very quickly to Nie Kong, "There are 500 pavilions here, which are more than enough for our War disciples to practice. In addition, the pavilions are arranged according to the number of times they listen to the "Heart Gu Battle Sound". The number of times the battle sounds is the same, depending on the cultivation level. The higher the cultivation level, the closer the pavilion will be to the center of the "Mingling Valley"."

Speaking of this, Zhan Tianlun suddenly changed his tone and said in a mysterious way, "However, the disciples of the War clan who obtained the Golden Art are exception."

"The Golden Trigrams are exception?"

Nie Kong couldn't help but see a strange look, but he didn't continue to understand the consequences anyway. He just nodded slightly and walked towards the depths of the "Mingling Valley". At night, people could still leave the pavilion or enter the pavilion from time to time in the valley.

A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the bottom of the sunken valley of Mingling Valley.

At this location, the smallest ring consists of only three pavilions, and in the center of the ring stands the last pavilion.

After walking in the valley for such a long distance, Nie Kong had already discovered a rather strange phenomenon. As he went down, the concentration of the dead energy increased a little more. As he advanced layer by layer, the intensity of the dead energy had reached the peak of this area when he reached the center of the "Mingling Valley".

"Brother Nie Kong, follow me."

Zhan Tianlun smiled and took Nie Kong straight to the pavilion at the center of the valley.

"Bang!"

Zhan Tianlun's palm, full of death, suddenly slapped the wall on the wall. With the low shaking sound, the wall in front of him suddenly retreated to both sides. The originally closed pavilion immediately revealed a small door about one meter wide, with a magnificent red light radiating out.

With a smile on his face, Zhan Tianlun said with a smile: "Brother Nie Kong, I won't accompany you in. Feel it well inside. In addition, you don't have to worry about being disturbed when practicing. From today on, this location will be yours."

"good."

Nie Kong was not polite and made great strides.

The pavilion has a large space. Apart from the black futon in the center and the round red jade beads embedded at the top, there is no decoration or decoration. The ground is clean and spotless.

After looking at it a few times, Nie Kong heard two ticacies sounds, and the pavilion quickly closed, completely isolated the sounds around it. The pavilion was so quiet that it could be heard.

"I wonder what it feels like to practice here?"

Nie Kong was ready to move, and then sat down cross-legged on the black cushion, and images of the "God of War Star Seal" flashed through his mind one by one.

As the first-ranked Golden Art of War Clan, the "Star Seal of the God of War" is naturally incomparable to the "Shadow of the Underworld" that Nie Kong learned in Fubo Mountain before.

First, the flash frequency and amplitude of the "Nine Plutos" are extremely complex; second, the route of death energy running in the body.

For example, when the "Mysterious Shadow Art" is running, only nine dead energy passes through the bones, connecting with the nine major Nether stars respectively. However, the "God of War Star Seal" moves simultaneously in all the bones in the body. The trajectory of the dead energy is also unpredictable, which is very different from the general spiritual skills.

Nie Kong just obtained the "War God Star Seal" from the "War Spirit Listening God Platform" this morning. It is obviously unlikely that he would get started in a very short time when he learned the "Mysterious Shadow Art" in Fubo Mountain. Therefore, although Nie Kong couldn't wait, he did not show any impatience. He just thought about the portraits that could be used during practice...

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Danwang Tower.

In the upper room on the top floor, Zhan Feihong looked full of spring breeze and his skin was rosy, as if he had suddenly become twenty or thirty years younger.

Next to him were three old men sitting cross-legged.

One of them was about sixty years old, but his hair was white and his body was wearing a white robe; the other was wearing a green robe and his head was pale. When he looked closely, he turned out to be a woman; the last old man looked about seventy or eighty years old, with layers of wrinkles on his face.

They are all high-level Nether Alchemy masters of the War Clan, fighting Bai Ge, fighting Feixing and fighting Tianhe.

Zhan Feihong and they have supported a sky for the current war clan in terms of refining medicine. In the entire underworld, the number of high-level underworld alchemy masters is very rare. Even other super-level sects outside the "Duntian Sect" have only two or three high-level underworld alchemy masters.

It is already very good that the War Clan has four people.

However, at this moment, Zhan Baige, Zhan Feixing and Zhan Tianhe were all incredible and unbelievable, and their eyes were staring at Zhan Feihong opposite him. He had not made any sound in his mouth for a long time, as if he had encountered something extremely incredible.

“…”

"Tianlun, are you talking about true or false? There are such people in our war clan?"

"Yes! There must be something hidden here that we don't know. Otherwise, how could that little guy named Nie Kong just read the few notes written by Tianlun, taste a little herbs and list, and then figure out a brand new and correct recipe?"

"What I care more about is how could he refine a 60% Nether Pill for the first time he refined medicine?"

“…”

It was a while before Zhan Baige and the other two suddenly came back to their senses, but they couldn't help but mutter in a low voice. They have lived for so many years and are well-informed. But what Zhan Feihong described is too bizarre and it is really hard for people to believe its authenticity!

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***: Sad, there are only two thousand words, so I'd better send it first.
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